Dalton's P.O.V.
She looked so hot in her bikini. Bright purple; I was weak. Melissa had my heart in her hands, she just didn't know it. Everything about her was mind-blowingly perfect. Her brown hair, her sweet smile, her AMAZING eyes...oh, I was in Heaven...
"Are you going to stare at me or are you going to help me with my sunscreen?" I was brought back to reality by her voice.
"Only if you put some on me, too!" I squirted a large amount of sunscreen in my hands and began massaging it into her back. I could feel her relax as I worked out some of the knots she so clearly had from stress.
"Someone's tense," I teased.
"Someone needs sunscreen on his back, too," she said and turned around.
"I actually only had time to do my legs and arms. I need it on the rest of my body." She looked at me slyly. I felt her hands hit my back gently, smoothing out the sunblock. They were so soft; I couldn't help but shut my eyes and smile. She pulled me back towards her and whispered in my ear.
"Turn over." I did as I was asked and laid back on the lawn chair. She sat beside me and slowly rubbed the sunscreen all over my chest. She happened to look up and me and we locked eyes. She wasn't paying attention and kept rubbing one spot on me, but that didn't matter. We were in a daze.
"Someone's enjoying themselves too much, Dalton." A snide comment from Dana. I shot him a dirty look. Melissa laughed and threatened him.
"Don't make me sunscreen you, Vaughns."
